I feel lucky. I am 65, live in an old house that needs a bit of TLC, gratefully divorced, and my children and their others are always about. It is a busy place, but I don’t mind the sweet noises. I am not alone. Even though I love quite and solitude, I am grateful. It is good to not be alone at this time in my life Knowing how quickly the next 20 years will pass Should I live that much longer in good health. I am at an age where so many people I have known and loved Are dead and gone. Death was made flesh and dwelt too close for delusions and denial. I can see that I am going to die in the not-so-distant future. It doesn’t bother me like it used to I’m more concerned for those I leave behind Knowing that I loved them deeply And it will rip, and tear their hearts so violently. I woke up the other day after dreams of death and dying— A general dream that I, my children, and all future generations die, are gone And I woke wondering what wa...